The roommate's expression suddenly became gossip and subtle: "Who are you calling?" She suddenly guessed: "Is it Shen Yingdi who was raised with you?"
Kapok suddenly stopped: "..."
Her expression also froze. The roommate looked at her and obviously noticed this too. She paused, as if realizing something, and opened her mouth silently.
"... You can't hit it right now, can you?"
Kapok nodded with a bitter face.
"..." The roommate coughed, trying to pretend that she hadn't done anything, she quickly stood up and walked towards the door: "I'm starving to death, I'd better go down to eat first."
"..."
Mu Mian watched her leave silently, and then she looked at the page of the mobile phone she was talking on, put on the earphones as if she was dead, and it was quiet on the other side, as if there was no one there. Kapok tentatively called out, "Brother?"
"Huh?" The boy said, his tone could not detect emotion: "What are you calling me?"
"Brother."
"Why?" came Shen Yusheng's leisurely voice: "Mianmian shouldn't be calling me brother, Mianmian should be calling me—little lover?"
"..." He really heard it.
For a while, Kapok didn't know what to say, and she couldn't explain what she said now.
"Don't you think so?" He said again, with a slight smile in his tone: "My little benefactor."
Although his words seemed a bit playful, his tone was inexplicably gentle and doting, inadvertently provoking people's hearts.
And in a sense, Kapok is really his little benefactor. After all, almost all of his salary card is with Kapok.
Thinking of this, Kapok still has a faint feeling of being in a celestial world, feeling inexplicably about himself.
Seems like a real big buck.
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Days pass by in the blink of an eye.
The two of them spent quite a lot of time meeting each other. As long as they were free and there was no work, Shen Yusheng would fly back to accompany her. If the work was really too busy, he would squeeze out some work and fly back.
Now, Shen Yusheng had another vacation today, and when he came back, he grabbed someone to take her to dinner.
Hearing from Kapok that he had nowhere to go, he drove home and took her to bed.
Waking up suddenly in the middle of the night, Kapok was a little thirsty. Just as he was about to go down to drink some water, the person next to him moved first. He half-closed his eyes, looking sleepy, obviously a little tired, but he still straightened up: "Why? gone?"
Kapok lay down silently: "I'm thirsty."
Shen Yusheng reacted for a few seconds, then stood up: "You lie down, brother go."
He casually put on a pair of shorts and went out, and when he came back with a glass of water, the temperature was neither too hot nor too cold, just right.
Kapok drank more than half of it and couldn't finish it, so she handed him the cup. Shen Yusheng took it, put it on the bedside, and then pressed over directly, and kissed her little face lightly.
Kapok opened his eyes.
"Brother, are you not sleepy?"
"Huh?" The boy kissed her small face, his magnetic voice hoarse: "I'm not sleepy anymore."
"..."
He pulled the girl over and hugged her: "Brother, why don't you work harder, after all—isn't someone my little benefactor?"
"..." Mu Mian's eyelids moved, she lay down, hugged the person above, and muttered softly, "I was talking nonsense."
"I know."
The boy's voice didn't seem to care much about her nonsense, and he hugged her tightly again. After a long time, the girl lay softly in his arms. The young man came to kiss her forehead, and suddenly hooked the corner of his lower lip.
"Actually, I don't mind if you make it real."
"Brother really wants to—"
He stared down at her, whispering.
"To be your little lover."
(end of this chapter)